Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 31

“Do you think you can escape Oscar’s clutches?”

Amelia was bereft of speech.

“Even you don’t think you can escape his clutches. What makes you think he will let you leave?”

Closing her eyes, Amelia said, “Tiff, I’ve found a job.”

Tiffany was flustered. “Amelia, are you kidding me? We’re talking about the baby. Why are you talking to me about work? Don’t you have enough money to spend? I can give you if you don’t. Why must you look for a job when you’re pregnant? You’re driving me crazy!”

Amelia patted her on the back of her hand and reassured her, “Tiff, don’t worry. When I signed the agreement with Oscar, he agreed not to interfere when I wanna work. In other words, if the company I work for sends me to another province or abroad for a few months, he can’t say no.”

Tiffany looked at her in surprise and asked, “Really?” But after giving it some thought, she still felt apprehensive. “Amelia, what if Oscar wants to see you on a whim and goes to visit you? It’ll blow your cover, won’t it?”

Apparently, Amelia had not thought about that.

Tiffany got even more frustrated. “Argh, Amelia, I thought you were a smart girl! How can you be so foolish and let Oscar call the shots in your marriage? What are you thinking?!”

Amelia remained silent.

Gritting her teeth, Tiffany took a few deep breaths before inferring, “Babe, you were born to tick me off.”

However, Amelia patted the bed calmly as she finally said, “Don’t be mad. I heard that Cassie is coming back, so I think Oscar won’t have time to visit me. In fact, I think we’re gonna divorce soon.”

Tiffany simply listened to her in silence initially, but something popped into her mind and she abruptly sat up. “Amelia, I don’t think you should divorce. You’re the legit Mrs. Clinton, so you don’t have to make room for a vixen just because she comes back.”

“Tiff, what’s wrong with you? You’ve only just recovered. Don’t get so jumpy,” said Amelia while tugging at her pajamas.

Tiffany lay back down and turned to look at Amelia.

“Babe, tell me honestly, are you really willing to give up the fruits of your labor?”

“What? As I said, I don’t have the right to decide anything in my marriage with Oscar. Anyway, it’s getting late. It’s my first day at work tomorrow.”

“Babe, you’re kidding, aren’t you? You’re gonna work tomorrow? Also, when did you find the job? Why didn’t I know at all?”

“The CEO of the company and I went to university together. I said I needed a job, so he gave me an untaxing job.”

“Who’s it?” In the next second, Tiffany widened her eyes and said anxiously, “Amelia, don’t tell me it’s Carter Scott. If it’s that b******, I’m gonna strangle you.”

been so many years, and yet

day I die. If it hadn’t been for him, you wouldn’t have chosen to go into a contract marriage with Oscar. I wouldn’t have become a freelance writer because of my fear of interpersonal relationships in the workplace.

found her response

unreasonable. Carter didn’t do anything wrong back then. He just didn’t help us when we were wrongfully accused,

“It seems that you’ve really gone to

“It’s all water under the bridge now, Tiff. Besides, it was our fault at the time, so we can’t blame others. Carter got caught up in his family affairs

millions worth of debt around our necks. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t have gone to Oscar and been labeled a gold digger, while I wouldn’t have developed a fear of interpersonal communication in the workplace. Thinking about it

on. I didn’t think that you would still be so mad. Carter’s really not to blame for that incident

him when you, the biggest victim, don’t even blame him? But I’m curious. You and that jerk haven’t been in contact for many years; why did you get

ask me how I’ve been all these years, and I

you sold yourself out so

as compensation for what happened back

ask him for a job, Amelia? Are you trying to piss

and no longer be looked down upon by anyone, we would stop at

not refute

sugarcoating it when in fact, you’re tender-hearted. Anyway, I should stop here. I’ll go

“He’s not a scourge.”

b******’s more terrifying than

was at a loss

going to the company with Amelia regardless of how hard the latter tried to dissuade her. In the end, Amelia had no choice but to take

the city’s business district and entered a building with a signboard that read “Majesty Group.” Looking around, Tiffany asked,

the 12th floor here

disdain. “That b****** still has the capability even without his

quite attractive. Back

look but said nothing as the elevator door

came to the 12th floor, a slim secretary greeted them politely, “You must be Ms. Winters. Mr. Scott’s waiting for

office. Then, the secretary said, “Mr.

man behind the desk, who

leave now, Linda,”

Linda did as told.

the desk and reached out to shake hands with the

a smile, “After

Tiffany huffed in exasperation.

Carter and said,

flashed her a

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